Well, here is my attempt at a Pearlmethyst.

There no one real Roman figures in here.

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Chapter One

Humble Servant

"Amethyst, get over here! Now!"

I sighed, and turned around to see my bitch boss staring at me. Aeliana had a grudge on her face, making her even more ugly. I absolutely hated her. She was always mean, and rude. I stopped mopping the white marble floor, and went over to her. "What now, Aeliana?"

"There is a big feast tonight, and I need you to go to the kitchen to help. You are to work until I say so. Understood?"

"Yes," I mumbled. I went off then, leaving behind my mopping duties. The large building bustled with activity, servants running this way and that. But that was to be expected when this was Emperor Aurelius and his beloved family lived. The great Roman leader had vast wealth that I could only stare at from afar. Me, being the poor peasant that I was, had no way to really make it here in the large and grand city of Rome. It was quit a dirty and scum filled city, and I was just one more mistake to it. But I didn't ask for this. When your parents die when you are a little girl, there are very few options for you. I, however, am Amethyst and I overcame my challenges.

So now I am all but a speck on this dirty table, and it is all I can do. For the time being, at least. I've always dreamed of escaping my life of hell. But for now, I must wait.

Going down a bunch of servant hallways, I arrived at the kitchen to see a few others working silently. I went over to the head chef, a man named Kofi. He was from Africa. Where, I didn't know. He never says much about his personal life. He's an alright man, though, and I respected him more than most. Plus, his food was really good.

"Kofi, I'm on kitchen duty today. Where do you want me?" I asked, looking around the large cooking area. People were chopping fruit and vegetables, cooking meat and bread, boiling water and other things. It was a very organized operation that Kofi kept on a tight shift. He stared at me for a second. "Go and help make the bread. Aurelius has a big party coming, and we need as much as possible."

I nodded, and went to help. Kofi's youngest daughter, Kiki, was kneading flour at a vigorous pace. Flour was all over her linen stola, and her hair was nearly white. She had obviously been working for a most of the day. I found a spot next to her and grabbed some dough. "What kind of bread we making, Kiki?"

"Oh, just the normal, round kind," Kiki laughed. I always liked Kiki. We were friends, and I enjoyed getting to gossip with her and her older sister Jenny. Strange names, but they were fun people. I smacked the bread, giving it a good rough up. "How much more is there to make?"

"Beats me. I just go until they tell me to stop." Kiki pulled some fresh bread out of the oven, and put in more, about ten loaves. I pulled back my long, silvery hair and began making another loaf. "I hate this. Why does the emperor have to through these parties? They are just harder on everyone."

"Because he can," Kiki said. Then she leaned in, a serious look on her face. "And you shouldn't say anything more about it."

"Just wish I got some free delicious bread," I whined rather pathetically. Kiki simply smiled at my statement. I, however, meant every word.

"How is your grandmother doing?" I asked, needing to talk during these long, grueling hours of work. Cleaning was fun and all, but I enjoyed speaking with real people. Kiki stayed silent for a moment, then said, "Nana is doing alright. But this heat has been a little rough on her."

"Yeah, it's been killer. She should really go to a bath, take a dip in a cooling pool."

"We've tried, but she refuses to go. I keep trying to convince her, and so does everyone else, but she is just so stubborn. It's so frustrating."

"Want me to talk to her?" I offered. Kofi's family were some of the few friends I had, and I don't think I could bear to lose one of them. Kiki just shook her head. "No, no, it's fine. She's a tough old lady, and I don't think she'll be going anywhere. Not from the heat, at least."

"Haha! Well, I suppose that's Nanafua for you."

"So who is going to be at this party we are working so hard for?" I continued. The girl shrugged, not really knowing. I bet there was going to be royals from all across the empire. Handsome men and beautiful women. Exotic gifts and food. And they had the nerve to not invite me.

How dare they.

So for the next four hours, I made bread and did other cooking things when needed. Tired, sore, and hungry, I was ready to go home when Aeliana told me I had to serve the party to. Of course the fucking bitch would ruin my life even more. But I digress, and am now cleaning myself quickly, putting on a fresh stola and wiping my face in some cold water. Now that I looked presentable, I was ready to serve.

Servants rushed around in the extremely extravagant dining room, were all the guest were. Most had finally arrived, and were being loud and obnoxious, drinking fine wine and eating good food. I had been tasked with refilling cups, and I must say it was a more easier job than most.

Standing off to the side, holding a pitcher that was slowly warming, I was daydreaming until a bunch of guards walked in. Making loud noise, a small woman soon followed, and announced: "Honored guests. Please stand for your kind host, Emperor Aurelius and his daughter, Pearl."

The tall, regal man slowly entered to his party, and right behind him was Pearl. That's when my heart stopped. She was the most beautiful girl if I had any say. Tall, slim, golden hair that had a shade of strawberries in it. Her purple silk dress was amazing, but all I could do was stare at her features. To me, she was a goddess. I felt myself flush then, and slowly looked down at myself. While I wasn't really big, I wasn't really small either. My hair was a mess, my face not shining. So while Pearl was like a still winter day, I was more like a humid summer weekend.

Yet with all these differences, I couldn't help myself but love her. I heard she was kind, and sweet, and loving. No one knew, about my little crush. No one except Rose, who I lived with. It was sad, I know, but what could I say; I'm a sucker for a princess.

As the emperor and his daughter took their seats, the servants were off and moving again. I was running around, filling cups left and right. Soon I was becoming a mindless machine, not even hearing orders anymore, but through instinct knew where to go. And through this serving instinct, I found myself at Pearl's side. Her lovely eyes looked up at me as I filled up her chalice. I felt like I had turned to stone, like from the myths Rose had read to me. I backed away maybe a little too slowly, 'cause that gave her more time to look at me and say, "May I get your name? I believe I've never seen you here before."

If my face was red, well, I hoped it didn't show. Nervous, my dry mouth said, "I am but a humble servant, my Lady."

"Nonsense. Tell me, what is your name?"

"A-Amethyst. I'm Amethyst."

"What a pretty name," Pearl said. She paused for a moment, then said, "You better continue now. I don't want to stall you from your duties."

Not really all that sure what to do, I bowed and ran off. I went to go get more wine. Well, that is what I told myself. But in reality, the second I was out of sight, I clenched my chest and began breathing heavily. She had noticed me for the first time ever.

What a day.